Upon entering the cave, as opposed to all the sensations I felt becoming heightened, it all disappears, as though I never even felt it in the first place.
The fear, the pull, the whispers, all gone.
I look at the cave, every corner of it, expecting something to jump out to get us, as this dismissal of the sensations felt too good to be true, but as the seconds pass, nothing happens.
I can hear myself think.
"How you holding up?" Celine asks me and I turn to her with a faint smile.
"Good enough." I say, being more honest than I've been in a while.
I still am unable to wrap my head around this quiet, which, now that I think about it, I'm not sure is a good thing.
Darius and Malcom take the lead and we follow.
I keep my gaze alert, for fear of something jumping out to get us.
This quiet in my head feels unnatural.